I got you daddy Let's get this party started Throw your drink up and move your body But you can't get up on it Till, I see you work harder for it Common, let's get it started
get low on her favorite songs I'm like don't stop, get it get it, let me get up on it Let me see how bad you really want it like, them cold nights when
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can see her thong And she like to get low on her favorite songs I'm like don't stop, get it get it, let me get up on it Let me see how bad you really
women invited Hairdos and nails, that Louie, Chanel all up in the party President's in my wallet, no rules I'm 'bout it Blow the whistle for the hotties I got it, shorty, it
get up then I'll tighten my grip If you try to talk back I'll be usin' my whip Might get hard to hear you with my bit(?) in your mouth If it starts to
Jhene: woahhhhhh, woahhhh, ohhhhhhh ahhhhhh, mhmmmmmmm, ahhh, ohhh, woah woah woahh ahhhh Drake: Yea, that's it , uh This verse starts as my snipers
live it up Just live it up Step on the brakes, then I'ma step on the gas I am a rebel, but I do it with class I set the boundaries, the rules don't own
on your toes They shouldn't get it mistaken Hope they don't think I'm faking Mess around and get thier life taken and shaken You know the rule of thumb
clothes, adolescent packin' a fo' A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know The one with the flow, who did it? It was me, I suppose JD in
it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on When it's on, it's on, it's on, it
I see danger in its eyes Hearts of hatred rule the land While others left outside Killing, Bleeding Citizen While music slowly dies And I get frightened I, see I get
step [Buckshot Shorty] Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot) Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless
dance HOOK : This ain't RNB, this is Gangsta Rap, Bitches get smacked, bustas get jacked, Front if you want you get lay on your back It's about guns
t make me pop my trunk Show you my amps and my Mossberg pump Because when I pull it most niggers run Fool niggers stay and get hit by the ricochet Suicide,it
g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all on the tip to get a sip Of this
